We are often on the fence when it comes to who we will give our loving-ness to and how much. Today I was thinking about how difficult - at times - it can be to be loving. Busy lives filled with pressures and stress - worries, concerns and to-do lists can keep us from caring about others. But what do our achievements and how many tasks we've completed in a day amount to in the long run? Are these the thoughts and memories that will sustain and bring a smile to our face when we are old and no longer able to franticly run around? One of the gifts and swords of age is the wisdom of understanding - very clearly - our mortality. Our lives can change in the blink of an eye and the chance to spread our loving-ness to another may be lost. I'm going to try for a bit more softness towards both myself and others. To be a loving person doesn't mean that I have to love everyone, it means that I can try to find the kindness in my heart to be gracious in both my thoughts and deeds.
Acrylic paint, altered with alcohol on cloth; painted cheesecloth; hand embroidery - 4x6" art quiltlet postcard
